I feel it is my duty to inform the world of a startling phenomenon that is taking place in Argentina as well as, I fear, in many other countries outside of North America. The situation is this: the mullet*, which in the United States is generally considered either extremely outdated or extremely ironic (do you know a hipster who can pull it off? Maybe. It's still not a good idea, though), is here not only acceptable but COMMON. Normal! There are mullets in suits walking around Microcentro. Mullets in aprons frying milanesas. Mullet couples sipping Fernet colas in bars. Mullets on the subte, mullets on the dancefloor, mullets on TV. Business in the front, party in the back, and ridiculousness all over.
You can talk all you want about cultural difference, culture sensitivity, blah blah blah, but there are some issues on which I simply do not wish to be open-minded. And the mullet is one of them.
But what's really problematic is the fact that the mullet is spreading. You can tell me that Halloween in Argentina is cultural imperialism but what's REALLY cultural imperialism is the Argentine-style mullet striking down upon me and my American friends without consent. The first victim was Hannah, who somehow acquired half a head's worth of bangs and valiantly fought this mullety outcome with a 'fro, a.k.a. a rock-star-awesome perm. Then it was my turn, and my requests for "no more layers, as long as you can leave it, all the same length" left me with what I regret to admit was an extremely short MULLET (Hannah trimmed the back for me, rendering it slightly more acceptable). And now Trevor too has been subjected to this; he didn't heed my warnings and now he will have to live with a somewhat dire party in the back situation until I find time to attack him with a scissor.
I should probably get back to the scary psych paper that's due tomorrow, but this alarming situation just could not wait.
*If by some chance you are not aware of the mullet phenomenon, I recommend Google image search or Argentine telenovelas.
i've been lamenting this since my trip to the UK 4 years ago when i a bad-hair-count. when i reached 1000 i gave up. also to worry about: bad dye jobs (aka "frosting the tips" and just bleaching in general).
ReplyDeletei searched google for mullets just for fun, and it was a wonderful idea. wonderful! i continue to laugh. haha hahaha.
ReplyDeletealso, i'm sorry, but i need to see pictures. it's the kind of yearning i haven't felt in a long time.
This is a hilarious post and it hits close to home since the same tragic phenomenon existed in Barcelona.
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